The title of this oddity translates roughly from the German as ‘The Chosen Few’.
The Man Child knelt surrounded by his personal Guardian Angels, the cake hosting a solitary candle with magical powers granting him a single wish.
Time bore no relevance here, but he felt he had a right to know.
Looking at these majestic beings as they gazed adoringly at their charge, he took a deep breath.
He had been told at an early age that his mother had gone to heaven to join the angels, so he simply asked:
‘Which one of you do I call Mom?’